User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/"The Vermillion Enclave"/@comment-3124101-20120211000928/@comment-25220117-20120327184304

''Valin is muttering curses under his breathe, obviously unused to lifting such heavy weights, his limbs quivering slightly even then as he lifted a wooden crate onboard his ship. After a few more seconds of straining, he tossed it onboard for some other creature to take care of it, before leaning over the rail, panting slightly, his red-rimmed eyes scanning the busy dock''